It feels uncomfortable to be standing over him right now. Slowly, she moves next to the curled up form on the floor and sinks down to sit against the wall, knees brought up to her chest.
"I don't think they'll hurt your friends. Not the captains here." She doesn't know for sure, but it seems unlikely, and more than anything else she wants to believe that. "There's no reason to, you know? Besides, I don't know if they have the tech to even get to them."
The CDC - the organisation she was reluctantly recruited by before this - they would have. The threat of them destroying her whole planet if she put a foot out of line hung over her head constantly. Here? "At least they won't destroy the homeworld" has become the weirdest source of comfort she's ever had.
"NightWing?" she asks after a brief moment's pause. She's not sure if distracting him from his current situation to talk about something else that seems upsetting is the best thing to do, but it's all she's got.
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"I don't think they'll hurt your friends. Not the captains here." She doesn't know for sure, but it seems unlikely, and more than anything else she wants to believe that. "There's no reason to, you know? Besides, I don't know if they have the tech to even get to them."
The CDC - the organisation she was reluctantly recruited by before this - they would have. The threat of them destroying her whole planet if she put a foot out of line hung over her head constantly. Here? "At least they won't destroy the homeworld" has become the weirdest source of comfort she's ever had.
"NightWing?" she asks after a brief moment's pause. She's not sure if distracting him from his current situation to talk about something else that seems upsetting is the best thing to do, but it's all she's got.